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Fulmination begins, |
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Accept our demands |
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Final warning, this is our stand |
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Plans are made your time grows near |
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The beginning, of your worst fears |
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You've waited too much time; see |
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You at the battle line |
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There are no plans for peace, |
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Failure our worst enemy |
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To defeat their regime, |
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Annihilation is the key |
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A fusillade now begins, |
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Striking bodies, piercing skin |
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Missiles fired targets found, bombs pounding at |
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The ground |
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Smoke and dust cloud their air, our enemies in despair |
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Surrounded by blood and flesh, some are wounded most are dead |
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Battlegrounds turn to graves for the ones who have |
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Been slain |
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Divide and conquer... many lives will be lost |
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Divide and conquer... victory is worth the cost |
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Conquering all their territories innocent deaths and casualties |
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Nothing felt of guilt or remorse, this is total fucking war |
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Kill or be killed is our task, ascending now within grasp |
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The battles rage on until we see that our mission is complete |
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Submission is at hand, the smoke now fades |
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The smell of powder and death still remain |
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Killed in battle, few are alive |
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None are forgotten, for giving their lives |
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Shackles of war |
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Conquer all their territories innocent deaths and casualties |
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Nothing felt of guilt or remorse, this is total fucking war |
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Kill or be killed is our task, ascending now within grasp |
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The battles rage on until we see that our mission is complete |